© On My Decisions

Does Wisdom possess Faith
Or Science
Is the nature of Man Hate
Or Defiance

This is My Reliance on Your Vision

Is a childs death after birth, its destiny
Or is SIDI a Scientific Experimental Entity

You're so Existential Mentally

Its the food, We Eat
Injected with Intrepid Deceit

Everything Earth Tone they Bleach

You're so Deceptive
I'm so Un-Receptive- of your bullshit Preach

I'm on a higher, your false messiah will never reach

This is my Reliance, on My Decisions


R-Vin H. {Ink} ©2010

© Shut Lid Visions

As is desired.. Kissed assist this fire

Anorexic Bonefied

This is Bone-Marrow on High
like breathing is a lease on life
With a wicked work of words
I'm breeding the preachers wife

How can visions escape shut Lids
Baby I'm so Sophisticated my wrist bones are cuff links

I plead for you to leave me
I'm Possessed
I bleed for you to need me
I'm Obsessed

Our fears have Conquered Death
Our dare has lined up Existence Next

The Throat of the galaxy best take a deep breath
Cause when we're through
Religion will have no speech left


R-Vin H. {Ink} ©2010

© My Planet on Mute

Liquefy my Mind

Redefine the abstract obscure to realigned

Electrify my limited sight to an expanded vision collecting the scope of collective elements

So I can experience your kind

Of thought ...un-processed but well constructed

Molest my mind and keep it abducted- its 7am but the strength of black love has the rise of the sun reluctant...we orgasm darkness to dusk

Sink this passion where you part with your lust- -till there's cream around your throbbing cusp

Teach me resilience in a space of cluttered thoughts that can acknowledge free thought

Our connection is the deception between a cycle and restart

Impregnate the Muse to Breed Art

No embryo has a free start
There's still still-birth
There's still SIDS
There's still an absence of power in Religion
There's still life leaving after birth
And Through This Life
You're Still There but Never Here

Capture the Purity of Raw Unaware Enthusiasm like a wild child

I'll hack black water so the government won't keep your foreign skin on file

I'm in lust with the way you walk a thought the distance of a mental mile...when a speckle of the subject was never on your mind

You're such a photographic deception...

There still is the truth hidden to the naked eye
There still is the image of illusive truth
There still is your ownership of my freedom
There still is nothing that can be redone
There still is hate for element that collects you as a human inhumane

This is My Planet on Mute


R-Vin H. {Ink} ©2010

Arrivederci (Aweavederci)

Worse Weaves I've sen in my travels has been in London...

I love London women but i'm seeing shit like lace fronts with bald spots, finger wave weaves stiff like bricks, micro braids with bushy ass ends! Road Kill on your head is very Un-Sexy and disrespectful to my sight... SMFH! I'm not picking on London women cause I'm sick of weaves period... just my opinion

Aweavederci!

© Brim of Uncontrolled

I missed her mind
Her Intelligence Perfecting its Prime

Her Incredible Awareness of her Sensuality/Sex appeal
Pinching nerves of my Experience with her Skin Tissue Wisdom

Invading the Void
and full filling the Yearn for Creative Substance
A Nu Coat of Fixated Complexion

At the brim of Uncontrolled Urge to Acquire her Absence
she slides in the Side of my Vision
like sun light cracks through split oak doors caressing the wood panel floor

Almost Exploded ...I imploded
at her Returned Existence as a Poetic Infix Infiltration

There is No Administration
that can Write the Right to this Freedom she gives me in any democratic constitution

I Embrace beyond Belief and lace along her Sweets
a Thickness that's Impeccable when Deep

We are a Birth that Death can't meet


R-Vin H. {Ink} ©2010

© Euro Bleach

This Eclipse Complexion is the purest Essence of the Equinox at Tilt

Euro Currency has no balance of change to filter the filth of mental conform of what beauty Is

Dark Features are the Synonym of Diamond Coal and Glitter Galaxies
The mystery of dark body language is expressed like a Cripple Adjective on a foreign lisp.... This is what keeps the Blue eye curious/confused between what's visual and what's illusion about the Beauty/Power/Survival/Consistency of a people

As Dusk Bleaches the Sky and darken my Chocolate with earth toned UV rays NU fazed till blue Glazed ...Loving your skin through the consistent suffocation of media and repetitive stifling of societies definition of beauty is True Brave

The Chocolate Context -thick streams- Deep as the Historical path of our Conquest

Why Purposely Fade what's Perfectly Made

R-Vin H. {Ink} ©2010

© Unconditional Passion

Seduced by the diamond charcoal complexion that Indulged the exterior of her interior pink ruby radiance... As legions of liquids laminate her heated inner thighs...

My passion stood memorized like a new born that's never prepared for existing but ambitious for the journey

Where I discovered her Inexperience of Completeness

The bigotry that Pain oppresses upon Love.. Is the segregation between her clitoris and convulsions.. But Mind Stimulation is the ink printed on the bill of Seduction for Emancipation of Orgasms -the Union of Spirit and Pleasure

The slow grinding width of Unconditional full throttle

Ribbed shaft muscles redesigning what ribbed pleasure is ...her vaginal nerves thinner than the air between an eye ball and its lid... Experiencing every dig and Extracting

Her Powerless pulls of Breaths scuffle at the wind pipe trafficking inhaled/exhaled air...and stand still moments of pleasure streaming between the lips of black stars ...dripping like wet oiled paintings slanted at display

We're at a place where limit/shame and second thought has no existence... and fear has no relevance

I'm well Equip to Execute Passion with Excellence... Leaving a Body of Art as Evidence

The Mind Openly Pulsating as teeth slightly scrape down the back with a bottom lip moistening the flesh in preparation

Sex is Best when Its Education for Ignorant Areas of un-learned Satisfaction

A Pleasure that's searched till she javelin squirts!

Eruption Suction, A consumption of sucked tongues till the Nut cums in Continuous Conundrums

Wipe it off the lips
And drip it on the tip of her Licks


The blue print of her Sex Appeal
The Architecture of her Curves..
The foundation of her Mental Stimulation
Builds a House but Her Intelligence builds our Home


Unconditional Passion

R-Vin H. {Ink} ©2010

My All Time Greats {HIP HOP}

Top 11 Rappers
Rakim, Redman, Busta, Nas, Common, Black Thought, Talib Kwali, Mos Def, Raekwon, 2 Pac, Lauryn Hill

Dope Notables
Andre 3000, Kanye, Ludacris, Eminem, Keith Murrey, Lupe, Slick Rick, Ghostface, Kane, Ice Cube


If your favorite rapper isn't up here...Deal With It cause I wasn't Impressed

Thirsty Ass Negro's aka Thirst Bucket Niggas

There's a lot of Dudes out here that Smash any and every woman walking (Fat, Skinny, Dirty, Low Self Esteem,Dumb Reckless Weaves, baldspot lace fronts, ....Yall get what I mean)

Thats disgusting to me cause I'm a picky dude, If a Grown Woman or Young Woman doesn't make her HYGIENE PRIORITY and/or lets her self loose physically I Can't and Won't deal with or Accept...

If its Sex just for fun and just that, A woman has to turn me on
via
-SCENT (I love a woman that smells sexy)
-SEX APPEAL (A confident woman knowning she's attractive and exudes it in her speach, walk, touch, eyes)
-HYGIENE (A Clean/Fresh Woman is Extra Sexy) Funky...head wrapped in a rusty weave, Dingy...Dusty...Smelly Women make my muscle soft

But yet there's Thirst-Bucket dudes out here that would sex these nasty birds